Marisa Chenery was always a lover of books, but after reading her first historical romance novel she found herself hooked. Having inherited a love for the written word, she soon started writing her own novels.

She now writes young adult books and erotic romances.

Marisa lives in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, four children, four grandchildren (she’s a young grandma at fifty) and five rabbits.

Neve walked onto an archeological site in the Mojave Desert, hoping for a job, but found something a little better. Okay, a lot better. In the desert, among the rocky, rolling hills, she sees a winged man, luring her deeper into the wilderness. She expects to find scorpions and tumbleweeds, but instead, she stumbles across the gorgeous lead guitarist of Soar. Jalen.

Jalen can’t stop his wings from taking him to the Mojave. A place his race, the Alte, had once called home, he yearns for the comfort the landscape provides. Only now, the land is even more beautiful than before, all due to the presence of the alluring Neve. She intrigues him, draws him in like no other.

It’s only when a man intent on exterminating his race captures her that he realizes he needs her by his side…forever.

BUY

Excerpt

Jalen came to a standstill when he was close enough to touch her, but he managed to restrain himself. She looked at him with recognition showing on her face as she opened and closed her mouth a few times.

“Hi…hi,” she finally stammered.

“Hi,” he replied back.

“Oh, my god, you’re Jalen.”

He smiled. “I take it you’re a fan of Soar?”

She nodded. “Your band is one of my favorites. What are you doing out here?”

“Enjoying the desert air. What’s your name?”

“Neve.”

“What are you doing here, Neve?” he asked as he took a half step closer.

She swallowed, and the scent of her arousal increased. “I was at the early-man site. On one of the tours, but I thought I a saw flying ma— I thought I saw something and came out to investigate.”

Jalen stiffened. There was no way Neve could have seen him flying. She couldn’t have. With the light bent around him, no human eye would be able to detect him.

“Did you find this something you were looking for?” he asked cautiously.

Neve blushed. “No. Not that I thought I would. It had to be my eyes playing tricks on me. The only thing I found was you.”

His muscles relaxed. Obviously, Neve hadn’t made the connection, even if she had truly seen him in flight. He gave her a half smile. “Was finding me a good or bad thing?”

“I’d definitely have to say it’s good.” Neve paused for a second, and then said, “I’d ask you for your autograph, but I don’t have any paper or a pen on me right now.”

“Neither do I. How about I do one better? Let me take you out for supper. We could catch a movie afterward as well.”

She blinked. “You’re asking me out? As in a real date?”

He chuckled. “I believe I am.” Jalen stepped closer so the toes of their shoes met, and he looked into her eyes. “I’m finding I want to get to know you better, and I think we’d have a good time.”

“Um…well…”

Unless tonight isn’t a good night for you.”

“No, it isn’t that.”

“You have a boyfriend.”

He’d just assumed she was single. The idea of Neve already having a man in her life didn’t sit well with Jalen. He wanted her for himself. For the first time, he was drawn to a human woman, had become instantly intrigued with her. She made him horny as all hell.

“You’re going to make me say this out loud, aren’t you? What I mean is you’re famous. While I’m a nobody from Barstow, who is unemployed with no prospects in sight. The only time I thought I’d be asked out by a rock star was in one of my daydreams.”

Jalen reached out and captured Neve’s hand. He placed her palm flat on his chest, over his heart. “Do I feel any different from any other man?” She shook her head. “Just because I’m a rock star doesn’t make me less of one. I can be attracted to an unemployed woman from Barstow like any other male.”

He kept her hand pressed to his chest as he bent his head and brushed his lips against hers. Her quick indrawn breath, followed by a soft sigh, was all the encouragement he needed to fully take her mouth. Jalen pushed his tongue inside and tangled it with hers. The taste of her went to his head, making him ache for more of her. She kissed him back, and just like that, his common sense left him.

He dropped his hands to her waist and pulled her closer, rubbing his erection against her belly. He kissed her deeper, their tongues twining. He took her mouth as if she were the only thing he needed to survive. Neve brought her hands up and threaded them into the sides of his hair, pulling slightly on the strands, while she just as hungrily claimed his lips.

The distinctive screech of a red-tailed hawk broke the haze of intense desire that had taken Jalen over. With a sigh of regret, he lifted his head but kept his hands on Neve’s waist. He looked at her to find her eyes closed, her lips swollen from his kisses. The sight made him want to take them again, but he resisted.

A few seconds later, she opened them and met his gaze. “After that,” she said softly, “I guess I would be crazy to turn you down.”

“So I take it I proved I’m still just a man,” he said in a gruff voice. He rubbed his still-hard cock against her.

Neve moaned quietly. “Without question.”

“When and where shall I pick you up?”

“Say around seven and at my place.”

She told him her address. He took his cell phone out of his front jeans pocket. “You’d better give me your phone number as well.” Jalen entered it and her address into his contacts as Neve gave him the digits before he put it away. “I’ll see you at seven tonight.”

Jalen gave Neve one last kiss, making sure it was nothing more than a quick meeting of the lips before he let her go and took a step back. Anything more and he’d have her flat on her back on the ground as he did what he so very much wanted to do to her.

“Oh, okay. I guess I should go back and join up with the tour group. Unless you want me to walk to your car with you? It’s probably parked at the early-man site, right?”

Jalen continued to walk backward as Neve turned and headed in the direction of the dig site. Once she was around the corner, he bent the light around him and stripped off his T-shirt. He securely tucked it into the waistband of his jeans before he manifested his wings. He stretched them out to their full, almost six-foot width. With a powerful jump straight up, he took flight, using them to take him higher off the ground.

Reaching a high enough altitude, Jalen leveled out and flew in the direction Neve had gone. He spotted her below as she arrived where a group of humans stood. Reluctantly, he flapped his wings harder to pick up speed as he headed away from the early-man site. He would have liked to spend the rest of the afternoon with her, but he had to return home. If he was to pick her up at seven, he had to make sure he had enough time to make the over-an-hour trip to drive from his home in San Bernardino back to Barstow. Flying was so much quicker.